I disliked autumn
But never expressed in open
It was causing concern
But I felt” it was now my turn”
I remained ruthless
Blindly ran after and chased
It was achieved by force
Even though I had little sources
I looked through window
And witnessed falling of yellow leaves
They were shaken badly and detached
It was unknown “how long were they attached”
Those were the early days
When I had extended full sway
Many people worked under my control
I never expected sudden natural fall
I looked back and analyzed
The life looked so small in size
“What did I do throughout?
There was no use now to think about
How can such a reflective person can say 'life is No use' the life u lived is useful to the extend you realized it in due time 3 hours ago by Jude Deluxion to No use
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Looking through window and observing many things make here nice humour and wonderful sharing really.